gusgusgusgusgusgusgusgusgusgus

she's just too cute.  as much as i don't sleep or eat or shower like i used to, i am loving this whole parent thing.

booba is in the 40th percentile for weight and 80th for height.  hello weiss genes - long and thin (ok, some of us have gotten fat, but we used to be long and thin...).

shmushy cuteness.

it's amazing that i can say that when she was up from about 2:30 until 9:30 this morning.  nursing and playing and flirting and blowing bubbles.  my my how delicious.

Mazal Tov!

look at the new Israelis, fresh off the plane!

the little one is clearly looking at his father instead of the camera.  hee

the middle one told me before they left that i should tell gus, when she gets bigger, that he hopes she grows up well.  i cried and told him he'd get to tell her himself, because we're still going to see each other a lot.

Make Up Your Own Words

sometimes when i'm trying to calm Gus down, i sing brahm's lullaby to her, but i don't kno the real words.  so it usually goes something like
lullaby and good night, go to sleep little baby...

so i got the real words:

Lullaby and good night, with roses bedight
With lilies o'er spread is baby's wee bed
Lay thee down now and rest, may thy slumber be blessed
Lay thee down now and rest, may thy slumber be blessed


Lullaby and good night, thy mother's delight
Bright angels beside my darling abide
They will guard thee at rest, thou shalt wake on my breast
They will guard thee at rest, thou shalt wake on my breast

creepy?  the original german (what a harsh sounding language!)

Guten Abend, gute Nacht, Mit Rosen bedacht,
Mit Naeglein besteckt, schlupf unter die Deck'
Morgen frueh, wenn Gott will, wirst du wieder geweckt
Morgen frueh, wenn Gott will, wirst du wieder geweckt

Guten Abend, gute Nacht, Von Englein bewacht
Die zeigen im Traum, dir Christkindleins Baum
Schlaf nun selig und suess, Schau im Traum's Paradies
Schlaf nun selig und suess, Schau im Traum's Paradies

i think it translates as "go to sleep before we chop off your fingers.  and if you have nightmares and cry, we will beat you"

omfg

she's lying next to me on the couch, one litle fist curled up on her cheek, and at this angle she looks just like my baby pictures.  i must remember to take pictures of her little baby toes before they get bigger.  she's about to hit a growth spurt, and i have to say - when clothes stop fitting her in the enxt few days, i may cry a little bit.  or be very excited.  i haven't decided yet.

explain to me how people see a baby dressed in pink (with bows and ribbons) and ask if it's a boy.  "yes, it is!  we're trying to scar him terrribly by dressing him like this now, taking pictures, and then showing them to all prospective dates in the future..."

i love this child so much it's scary.  i even yelled at avraham this morning when he shushed her when she was crying.  um, yeah.  not so nice of me.  but then, i'm the one who'd been up since 12:30 last night with her, so when he was woken up by her crying for two seconds cause she was hungry, i was a little annoyed that she got shushed.  note to self - must not bite husband.